Experience is a Mother….

I have a list of blogs that I check almost every day. One of them is Ace of Spades. The blog provides information missed or misstated by the MSM. Here is an example. In certain quarters this information could prove useful. However, you won’t find it on the MSM.

You learn something new every day

If the fine print is a little too fine the story is this. A mild-mannered pervert got tired of the same old same old masturbation techniques. So, he hit on something new. He packed his foreskin with Fiz Wiz popping candy. It apparently had the desired effect. Three weeks later he still hadn’t washed the residue away. Then he woke up in pain. He was embarrassed to seek medical attention. That reluctance was rendered moot when he passed out on the street and was taken to the hospital. Doctors soon discovered that he had a severe infection.

Good news, bad news! Docs saved his penis. Bad news fizzy candy and his foreskin are no longer in his repertoire. The doctors performed a circumcision on him.

It appears that the sugary residue from the fizzy candy fed the funk already residing in his foreskin. Let us review, dark damp place, sugar for food, and assorted flora and fauna combined to create a walking Petrie dish of funk. What’s a mild-mannered pervert to do?

The obvious answers: (1) don’t put fizzy candy where the sun don’t shine and (2) wash that rascal are incorrect. People should be allowed to follow their creative impulses. Secondly, daily bathing interferes with an individual’s right to self-actualization.

There is a better way.

The same bubbly effect of fizzy candy. Plus, it kills 99.9% of foreskin funk.